With her pearly, undulating dresses, Even when she's walking, she seems to be dancing Like those long snakes which the holy fakirs Set swaying in cadence on the end of their staffs.Trans. William Aggeler

I hope that your summer will be full of reflexions!

Frames

I'm not here for a long time, but I've seen a lot of inspiring works !Time for me to share some of those that talk to me.I would like to highlight artworks that deal with the frames. Frames compel us, but also carry us to unexpected places when they are diverted, circumvented, as always.

I do appreciate nudes but also other ways of expression, I hope that no deviations will be offended to be next to one other

Do we all live in winterOur colors faded in the light ?However, there are dreamslike puffy buds full of sap,Blossoming in the morningAs strange carmine flowers.Is there a most beautiful springfor the hearts than these instants ?